Stockpiling for an Exiled General Through My Store's Back Door

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: This Young Master Can Definitely Pull Through

Ling Qianjun reacted quickly and caught Ling Qianfan.

”Watch your step,” Ling Qianjun said in a deep voice.

It was a false alarm. After steadying himself, Ling Qianfan patted his chest and nodded. ”Got it, Qianjun.”

Ling Yunge was worried about her careless brother, so she stepped forward and linked her arm through Ling Qianfan’s as they walked. By now, Ling Qianjun had let go.

Ling Yunge smiled. ”Qianfan, don’t worry. We won’t die of thirst. Have you forgotten that Qianjun can still buy things from the Demon?”

Hearing this, Ling Qianfan realized she was right. He instantly relaxed and chimed in, ”Right, right, right. We can still ask the Demon for help.”

”By the way, Qianjun, did the Demon calculate that we still have to walk through this wasteland for six more days? Will everything be fine once we survive these six days? No, wait, if we count yesterday, that makes it seven days.” Ling Qianfan calculated the days and couldn’t help but shudder. If they didn’t have the Demon’s help, enduring seven days would surely kill them.

”What about the others? Jun’er, when the time comes, should we...?” Xu Panqing had also considered this issue and asked. If only their family managed to survive the journey to Lingnan, it definitely wouldn’t be a good thing. They needed the government officers to handle their handover and arrangements, and they needed the other exiles to act as cover. Therefore, it would be best if this entire group could survive and reach Lingnan together. With a group of people serving as a distraction, they wouldn’t be immediately targeted once they arrived. Once they gained a firm foothold, these problems would no longer matter.

”Yeah,” Ling Qianjun replied. ”So, from now on, we also have to drink less water and eat less. We must try our best to stay in sync with them.” After a moment of thought, he added, ”It’s only seven days in total. It will pass quickly.”

Saying that, Ling Qianjun looked at his family members beside him. Xu Panqing nodded, already forming a plan in her mind.

Ling Yunge furrowed her brows in conflict for a moment before nodding obediently. ”I understand, Qianjun. I’ll drink less water and just take a sip when I’m thirsty.”

Ling Qianfan let out a long sigh and said helplessly, ”Seven days it is. I can definitely survive this.” In truth, he thought, ”If I can’t hold on, I’ll beg Qianjun to seduce the Demon and get water for me. Life-saving water!”

Ling Qianjun had no idea what Ling Qianfan was thinking, or he definitely would have given him a severe beating. Seeing that his family agreed with his proposal, Ling Qianjun then brought up what he planned to do next. Naturally, his family supported him.

Ling Qianfan even raised his hand and declared, ”Qianjun, I can help out when the time comes. I’ll definitely handle this flawlessly.”

Seeing Ling Qianfan so enthusiastic, Ling Qianjun didn’t refuse. He gave a soft hum of agreement. Having received permission, Ling Qianfan beamed, grinning from ear to ear.

Meanwhile, Hua Buwan had an appointment today with a teacher to discuss sponsoring impoverished students. She got up early to wash up and eat breakfast before taking a taxi to the Bureau of Education. The moment she got into the vehicle, she remembered that she had once again forgotten about her driving test. It seemed that as long as she didn’t know the exact exam date, she wouldn’t feel a sense of urgency. She would always feel like she had plenty of time, which meant she would never actually study the test questions. She secretly resolved to finish logging all the required lesson hours over the next few days and register for the written exam!

Upon arriving at the Bureau of Education, Hua Buwan checked the time. She was half an hour early for her appointment. However, it would take her some time to head upstairs, so she figured she could go in first and wait. She gave the teacher’s name and phone number to the security guard, and once it was verified, she was allowed inside.

The sixth floor was responsible for handling matters related to financial aid for impoverished students.